You're calling me a demon?
You're right.
You won't see any luck with me!
Evil revenge, that's my thing:
For a demon, it can't be otherwise.
How did I end up with a miserable runaway's fate?
Always asking myself "Who am I?"
"Maybe I'm a demon" thoughts, often helped me survive
Since that's how people used to call me
Chorus:
You evil moon, with my pain
You are in love
Taken away peace from my soul
Just what are you doing to me?
Maybe you could give an answer
Why is the whole world
Mad about me now?
For what purpose was I born?
Memories of peasant mob wanting to kill me
And inquisitors torturing my body
All stood against the young necromancer
Made me a victim of my own talent
Chorus
Half a man
And half undead
I will stay forever
Such a wolf amongst sheep
Nothing but suffering is my life
But fate has decided
Not in my power to change a thing
In this war against myself.
Chorus
Once my brothers, man are my enemies now
My curse I've put on their lands
Harvests are dying, hunger and plague everywhere
And winds are bringing polar cold!